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[color=goldenrod][i][b]You face a true daughter of the Amazons this day, knave! Put down that purse, and pray to mighty Zeus that I grant you mercy![/b][/i][/color][/center]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Name[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Nike, daughter of Hippolyta[/indent] 

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Alias[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Wonder Girl[/indent]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Age[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]17[/indent]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Sponsor[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Wonder Woman[/indent]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Personality[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Headstrong, compassionate, honest[/indent]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Experience[/b][/u][/color]
[indent]Full seventeen years training as an Amazonian, eight months as a superhero[/indent]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Powers[/b][/u][/color]
[list][*]Super strength.
[*]Super speed.
[*]Super reactions.
[*]Super durability.
[*]Super stamina.
[*]Decelerated aging.
[*]Enhanced martial skills, with an emphasis on sword fighting and archery.
[*]Physical stats increase when gripped by ‘the Red Mist’.[/list]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Weaknesses[/b][/u][/color]
[list][*]Headstrong, and arrogant about her abilities. Can lead to her making easily avoided tactical mistakes.
[*]Loss of control during ‘the Red Mist’ can see her lash out at friends and allies.
[*]Mistrusting of men.
[*]Many of her father’, Herakles, enemies often think to hurt him by striking at her. Can be seen as a magnet for trouble.
[*]Little understanding of ‘Man’s World’, or its workings.[/list]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]BRIEF Bio[/b][/u][/color]
	[indent]Since he was born so long ago, Herakles life has gone in cycles. The cycle goes crime, punishment, then redemption. That’s how it’s always been. That’s how it always will be. Crime, punishment, redemption. He is as much victim of this cycle as anyone else. Perhaps this, more than any other reason, is why Queen Hippolyta forgave the demi-god for his past wrongdoings when her daughter Diana found him supporting their island of Themyscira, penance for his offences against her people. Whatever the reason for her forgiving him, the two eventually fell into an ill-fated and ill-advised relationship. It wasn’t to last though, and it wasn’t before long before the God of Strenth left the Queen of the Amazons, in search of adventures new.

	Little did he know that Herakles had left Hippolyta with a gift to remember him by: a daughter. The first child born on Paradise Isle since Diana herself. Many of the Amazonians who had yet to forgive Herakles were incensed at this turn of events, even if the father had no inkling as to the child’s existence. They insisted that she be exiled from the island. However Hippolyta overruled the dissidents, and declared that her second daughter, who she named Nike, would indeed live upon Paradise Island as one of the Amazonians. Yes, there were grumblers, but most were wise enough to keep their grumblings out of earshot of the Queen.

	For the next seventeen years Nike was raised by not just one mother, but a whole island of them. Nearly all of Themyscira’s inhabitants loved her, and were more than happy to work together in raising the Amazons youngest daughter. Philosophy, science, arts, war, she was trained in it all, though truth be told it was the martial disciplines that interested her the most, with many noting that was a trait clearly inherited from her father. Whatever the reason, Nike excelled at combat, and longed for the day that she could swap training swords for true steel, though she imagined that day would still be years away. 

	So imagine her surprise when her sister and mother approached her one day, and asked her to travel with Diana to man’s world, to help her in her fight against crime and injustice, to join her in her crusade for peace. At first Nike was hesitant, wishing to remain on the Paradise Isle with the other Amazons, but eventually Diana and Hippolyta convinced her that travelling into the unknown world around them would be an adventure like no other for the young woman, and would give her many opportunities to test her mettle against foes both powerful and numerous. They appealed to her warrior’s pride, and she was quickly all too eager to leave.

	For several months she served as Diana’s second, lending her any and all aid in pursuing justice, while also learning valuable lessons about being a hero from her older, more experienced sister. It wasn’t enough though, not according to Diana. Man’s world was so different from Paradise Isle, and there were so many new rules to learn, codes of conduct that she struggled to make Nike comprehend. Eventually Wonder Woman realised that as an outsider herself, she would never be able to instil all the finer points about living in Man’s World to her younger sister. To do that, one would have to had lived there their whole lives, to understand the modern world as only one born and raised there would. 

	That was when the League decided to instate the Young Justice programme, and Diana knew just where her younger sister could learn those lessons, and make herself some friends in the process.  [/indent]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]Notes[/b][/u][/color]
[list][*]Nike is named for Nike, the Goddess of Victory, to signify the Amazonians triumphing over their hatred of Herakles and the ancient crimes he had committed against them.
[*]Nike wears Amazonian armour into battle, and wields a spear, sword, shield, and bow. Unlike Diana, none of her weapons are God-forged, though she would like some.
[*]Nike sometimes wonders if there weren’t other reasons that factored into her mother and sisters hasty decision to take her from Paradise Isle. The more she thinks on it, the more she thinks that the whole thing was incredibly rushed, with very little forward planning involved. [/list]

[color=goldenrod][u][b]SAMPLE POST[/b][/u][/color]
	[indent]The swords came together with a metal clang, sparks dancing as the blades scraped together. The two warriors grunted as their bodies slammed together, and they each jostled for position.

	[color=goldenrod]”I still don’t understand why I must join this group of [b]children[/b],”[/color] Nike growled through grit teeth as she used her free hand to grab the other fighters wrist, and tried to use that to leverage her opponents blade away. [color=goldenrod]“I am a more experienced fighter than any of them. All of them combined, even.”[/color]

	At that moment the other fighter reversed the grip that Nike was trying to complete, and used that hold to flip Nike up and over their shoulder, slamming the young Amazonian onto the floor. Before Nike could make another move her opponent’s sword tapped against her throat.

	[color=darkgoldenrod]“Not so experienced that you couldn’t use a little more training.”[/color] A face came into view above her, a familiar face. Smiling, beautiful, dark locks framing an olive tanned face. The world knew her as Wonder Woman. Nike knew her as Diana, her older sister.

	[color=goldenrod]“Not fair, you’ve been doing this far longer than I.”[/color] A frown worked across Nike’s features, and if she wasn’t mistaken that just made Diana smile all the wider. [color=goldenrod]“Besides, all that shows is I need more training from [b]you[/b]. Help me up?”[/color]

	Diana grabbed Nike’s outstretched hand and hauled her back to her feet, before wiping non-existent dirt from her younger sister’s armour. Nike squirmed at the fussing, forcing Diana’s hands away. The older Amazon grinned again at her younger sister, before hooking her foot under Nike’s dropped weapon and flipping it over to its owner. The young warrior caught it expertly, and dropped into a fighter’s crouch, though Wonder Woman didn’t look like she wanted to go back to sparring yet. Looked more like she wanted to continue talking. Great.

	[color=darkgoldenrod]“I won’t suddenly stop training you, if that’s what you’re afraid of.”[/color] Said Diana, gesturing with her sword point casually. [color=darkgoldenrod]”But I think that you would benefit having some friends of your own age. I have the Justice League, after all.”[/color] Nike’s face screwed up. Friends? With these inhabitants of Man’s World? Thieves and criminals. That was the calibre of people who lived in these lands. And Diana wanted her to make nice with them?

	[color=darkgoldenrod]“I know that face Nike. I know what you’re thinking. They’re not all like that. Our adventures make you see them at their worst. I think it’s time for you to see them at their best. This team will allow you to do so. Please, join them. For me.”[/color]

	Nike groaned aloud, turning her face up to the heavens. Hera, give me strength. Diana knew that she could deny her nothing, not when she asked like that. 

	[color=goldenrod]“That isn’t fair. Emotional blackmail is a dirty tactic.”[/color] She groaned. Diana chuckled, deep and throaty, full of life and good humour. As well it should be, though Nike, seeing as the woman was getting her way. Again.

	[color=darkgoldenrod]“All things are fair in love and war little sister. Does this mean that you will go to the Team?”[/color]

	[color=goldenrod]“Only if you can beat me.”[/color] Responded Nike, launching into another attack, sword a blur. The clashing of steel rang out alongside the laughter of the two sisters, the outcome of the fight, and Nike’s future, already settled.[/indent]

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